His Exclusive Lover

A month passed in such a hurry.

Li Muqi and Yan Feiyu also stayed in the sea area where Yumo had an accident for a whole month.

But there is still no news.

Even if they no longer want to believe it, they can only withdraw from there, leaving the team there to continue to look.

Chu Shuang came back to see Li Muqi once. Compared with the meeting just happened, Li Muqi was thinner and tanned. It seemed that he had gradually accepted the fact that he had lost the foam and calmed down.

Just, Chu Shuang can detect, he is colder than before.

That kind of coldness comes from the deep of the soul. Even if you speak and act normally, there is no emotion fluctuation.

To use a word to describe, it is stagnant water without waves.

His heart died with the foam.

Chu double see sad, even a comfort words can't say, because, she didn't know how to comfort.

Fish foam died, she suffered, but she can never sympathize with Li Muqi's pain.

She only stayed for one afternoon and then left, because she couldn't continue to look at Li Muqi's dark indifference.

And the source of Weiling's heart has been reported. For the already desperate Wei family, it's just like another village.

After all, the Wei family is the only child of Wei Ling.

This period of time is an important period, Chu Shuang to keep in the hospital, until Wei Ling surgery.

When he gets out of danger and comes back to life, then her responsibility can be relieved.

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Li Muqi returned to fengni group.

When he walked into the office of the president on the 70th floor, all the staff of the secretary department were very excited. In the month when Li Muqi was absent, fengni group suffered unprecedented pressure. Yinshi group joined several large enterprises to attack fengni group and was robbed of many cooperation cases and customers.

The whole company is in a state of gloom.

Li Muqi is the backbone of fengni. Without him, although there is Li Zhenfeng in charge of the overall situation, the company still operates as usual, but without the momentum of his presence.

Now that he's finally back, the whole company is inspired.

Secretary General Cindy led the staff of the Secretary Department to stand in a row and said in unison: "president!"

Li Muqi was dressed in black Versace. After he lost weight, his facial features became sharper and his indifferent temperament became more and more distinct, which was hard to get close to.

He walked steadily into the office, then turned around and glanced at everyone. He asked faintly, "can you carry it?"

Everyone's expression suddenly a Su, the voice is loud way: "carry to live!"

Li Muqi looked at everyone. After a while, he said slowly, "it's hard."

It's just such a simple word, but it gives great encouragement to everyone in the Secretary's office. All the hard work in these days has been swept away.

Secretary General Cindy smiles, "president, this is what we should do."

Li Muqi nodded slightly, then turned to enter the president's office.

Li Zhenfeng just came out from the inside, and the father and the son went straight to each other.

During this period of time, Li Zhenfeng was very busy and had little rest. He looked very haggard, as if he was about ten years old and had a lot of silver hair on his temples.

See Li Muqi that moment, Li Zhenfeng Leng for a moment, a flash of light in his eyes, in touch with Li Muqi's indifference in the eyes, and quickly extinguished.

After a while, he said, "I'm back."

Li Muqi looked at him without any waves, "well."

Then they were silent. They were the most intimate father and son. At this time, they were speechless.

Li Zhenfeng knows that all this is caused by himself, and he can't blame his son as he used to.

This month's experience also made him gradually understand some things. Maybe he and Mr. Li were wrong.

Now this situation is completely contrary to what they wanted before.

The whole CEO Office fell into a strange silence. Cindy made a color to the people at the bottom, let everyone go to work, and then looked at Fang Qiao.

Fang Qiao immediately came forward and said, "president, chairman, let's talk in the office first. I'll make you a cup of coffee."

Li Mu nodded seven times and did not refuse. The father and son just entered the office.

Fang Qiao is relieved. Cindy goes to make coffee. Fang Qiao goes in with them.

When he arrived at the office, Li Zhenfeng finally felt less embarrassed and said, "didn't you just come back? Let's go back and have a rest for two days and come back to the company. I'm in the company. It's nothing serious. "

Li Muqi didn't speak. He went straight to his desk. There were a lot of documents piled up on it. All of them were the company's recent bidding and cooperation cases with problems. I'm afraid that one day is not enough to deal with them."No, go back and have a rest." Li Muqi picked up a document, did not turn his head, light way.

His attitude was very cold, and Li Zhenfeng was a little disappointed.

Fang Qiaolian said: "Chairman, you have been working hard in the company for a month. You'd better go back and have a rest. It's important to take care of yourself. If you fall ill, the president will be worried."

Worried? Will it?

Li Zhenfeng gave a bitter smile in his heart and looked up at Li Muqi's back. Since he came in, he never looked at himself again. His son, after all, blamed him for the fish foam.

But he didn't say anything more, just nodded and left.

When Li Zhenfeng arrived downstairs, uncle Su was already waiting at the door. Seeing him coming out, uncle Su opened the door and said respectfully, "Chairman, it's the young master who called me to pick you up."

Li Zhenfeng was stunned when he heard the speech. He turned his head and looked at the towering fengni building.

Seeing him like this, uncle Su said with a smile, "Chairman, in fact, the young master still cares about you."

Li Zhenfeng took back his eyes, but he sighed and cared about him. Maybe, it's a pity that Yumo has died. He and Li Muqi's father and son can never be reconciled again.

70th floor. Li Muqi stood in front of the French window with a negative hand. His eyes fell lightly downstairs, and the corners of his mouth slowly lifted up a radian that seemed to be mocking but not mocking.

After that, Fang Qiao quickly sorted out all the documents on his desk, and then said to Li Muqi: "president, OK."

Li Muqi turned around and said faintly, "you go out first."

Fang Qiao leans slightly and turns to leave the office. Li Muqi glances at the two piles of documents on the desk and sits down on the office chair.

Turn on the computer and connect to the video.

After a while, Yan Fei Lang's face appeared on the screen.

Li Muqi nodded slightly to him, then asked faintly, "Fei Lang, what's the matter?"